Romans P.OV
I'm a mute asshole. I can't exactly talk like you insist I do. Talk to me like I'm nothing again and I swear I won't be so lenient. Cinder might have appointed me to you but don't think I won't put you 5km under the very earth you're lying on if you so much as look at me wrong!
Realisation raged through me like a wildfire until the blaze settled in my cheeks from embarrassment.
Of course she can't talk, you idiot Roman. Why the hell would she be typing otherwise. UHHHHH!!! I've really messed up.
I'm not one of those ignorant jerks who doesn't know of the cons of being a mute. My little sister, Rosalie, was one after all. Not biologically but because she suffered from depression. We tried to help her but....
NO! You are not going back there Roman. You can't get all soft in front of this woman.
Turning my attention back to Neopolitan, I couldn't help but feel admiration towards the petite thing. Not for her looks but for the air of refined confidence and respect for herself despite her disability. Although her looks are exceptional, with her small and slender frame, luscious, wavy and vibrant hair, beautiful and captivating bicoloured eyes..... wait what?!
Keep focused Roman. Don't lose your cool. You've been staring for too long. Come on SAY SOMETHING!
"I.. ah.. I-I'm sorry.. I didn't think.. I know what's it like...to ah be a mute..it sucks.. NOT that I'm pitying you don't worry...i mean you've obvious dealt with it better than my sister did before she..." Dammit Roman you babbling fool! Quit it, you'll scare her off!
Her eyes widen in disbelief, changing from their original bicoloured pairing of pink and brown to an almost pure white. Curious...I wonder if they change with her emotions...
"... I mean... *sigh*.. look can you accept my sincerest apologises for being such an blind ass and can we retry this whole greetings thing. You know suss each other out a little.. I mean we are going to be partners in crime after all aren't we?" I add a friendly grin for good measure that I usually don't hand out freely. I mean if I'm going to be working with her I guess we have to make some sort of effort to get along right?
Her face was immobile as she debated, an impenetrable mask that let in no exterior eyes. But then her eyes returned to their normal pink and brown and a smirk slowly creeps across her pale face. She nods and types.
I accept your apology... THIS TIME! Let's start over.
"Well we could start by you removing your foot and letting me up.. this suit didn't come cheap you know," It didn't. I'll probably have to wash it later.
Her smirk grows and she removes her foot. I stand up and dust off my suit. Dammit! There's a giant stain! I knew it!
A tap on the shoulder pulls me out of my devastation and look up to find Neopolitan handing me Melodic Cudgel.
"Why thank you Icecream."
Instantly a scowl descends upon her face and she jabs my stomach with my own weapon before handing it over.
"Woah there! Easy Neopolitan. I'm just playing around. But seriously your name is a mouth full. Any nickname you prefer... unless you like Icecream..." I add mischievously.
A hard shake of the head and a furrowed brow gave me my answer.
"What then?"
She quickly typed on her scroll before showcasing it's dialogue.
I prefer Neo. Don't call me by the ridiculous name ever again!
I burst out laughing.
"Ok....Neo. I like it. Alright Neo! Our first order of business is washing my coat. It's gonna take an hour to scrub off this stain of yours." I complain, feigning distress.
She giggles, or at least looks like she's giggling. It's a bit hard to tell when there's no sound. She must have been born a mute if that's the case. She types before handing me her scroll.
I know the pain of wearing a white jacket. Believe me I do. I'll help you seeing as I caused the stain, though I'm not sorry for it :P. It'll give us a chance to get to know each other better.
"Oh god Neo, are you saying we are gonna bond over the washing machine?! I couldn't think of a classier place." I say with a wink. Another giggle escapes her cool facade before she shook her head and strolled past me.
Does she even know where she's going?
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Hey Yangsters!!!! ( see what I did there 😜 )
I FINALLY FOUND INSPIRATION HAHA and also a quiet moment... AT 1:10am!!!!
You guys are lucky I love ya squishy guts 😘💕!!!
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